Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

After everything was taken out, Yang Mo and Aunt Feng started preparing dinner.

Aunt Feng also prepared a lot of things, including three pieces of meat, a fish left over from winter fishing, and a flying dragon that was also processed.I also soaked a handful of vermicelli, as well as sauerkraut and mushrooms.

She also stewed a pot of rice in advance.

This preparation is definitely considered luxury in this day and age.

Yang Mo took a general look and said, "Auntie, you have prepared too much."

"Not much, we must eat better during the Chinese New Year, and we'll make it later." Aunt Feng said with a wave of her hand.

"Auntie, I'm the chef today, just wait and eat."

"Okay, okay, then I'll help you." Aunt Feng smiled and nodded.

Yang Mo was talking, but his hands kept busy, lighting the fire here, and serving the dishes there.

There is a foreign pot at home, and the mushrooms are stewed directly with flying dragons. The big stove here is braised pork with sauerkraut.

These are simple stews, Yang Mo only grasps the order and heat of the dishes, but she is good at knives, the sauerkraut is cut thin and dense, and the work is clean and quick.

In half an hour, the two dishes were stewed.

She started to make casserole, and this time she sliced ​​the wild pork that Aunt Feng had cooked. Not to mention the sliced ​​meat was as thin as a cicada's wing, it was evenly thick and transparent.

Aunt Feng looked at it in a daze. This kind of knife skills is not something that ordinary people can practice. Not to mention others, even if she has been cooking for decades, she can't cut such pieces of meat.

Next is the tofu, cut into strips, but not very finely sliced. This is to be stewed and eaten. If it is too thin, it will break.

Then use the cabbage heart as the base, put the seasoning, add tofu, and start the casserole with sliced ​​meat.

After the three stews were ready, Yang Mo started cutting cold dishes again.

The cold dishes are the bacon and pork head meat she brought over. This cold dish has higher requirements for knife skills. I saw Yang Mo holding the meat with one hand, and making a mistake with the knife in the other, and a piece of meat fell off.

She doesn't cut fast, but the rhythm is very good, the speed is very even, and the overall speed is not slow.

The focused eyes and coordinated movements made Aunt Feng, a 50-year-old woman, feel pleasing to the eye.

Soon, the two cold dishes were cut out, and the meat pieces of the two dishes were close together, as if they hadn't been cut.

Yang Mo picked up a piece of bacon with his chopsticks and handed it to Aunt Feng's mouth.

"Try it."

Aunt Feng looked at the piece of meat in front of her, with distinct layers and beautiful color.He didn't hold back either, and opened his mouth to bite down.

Although the meat is soft and rotten, it is extremely firm. It tastes delicious, sweet and salty, with a refreshing fragrance, fat but not greasy, and the more it tastes, the richer it becomes.

Aunt Feng couldn't help praising: "Girl, your craftsmanship and knife skills are simply amazing. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious meat at such an advanced age."

Yang Mo smiled and said, "Then you can eat more later."

After everything was put into the pot, the mother and daughter were watching the fire in the outhouse, each with a small bench.

When the aroma from the casserole came out, Yang Mo went over and put in a handful of vermicelli, then spread another layer of sliced ​​meat on top, and continued to simmer with the half covered.

After the sauerkraut was stewed, Yang Mo started to pack the fish again...

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The dishes were served. Feilong stewed mushrooms, stewed meat with sauerkraut, casserole, grilled fish, cold dishes of pork head meat and sauced meat, and a stir-fried cabbage, which filled the table. Aunt Feng even opened a canned yellow peach.

During this meal, Old Uncle Feng completely whetted his appetite, and ordered a small cup of wine regardless of the obstruction.

Old Uncle Feng also poured a small wine cup for Yang Mo, and Yang Mo saw that the cup was only worth a penny, so he drank slowly with the vegetables.

This wine is all local sorghum wine with a high alcohol content, so Yang Mo really didn't dare to drink too much, but when she went up the mountain, she drank at most two taels, and she didn't have any other reaction except that her face became more rosy.

A plate of pork head meat and a plate of sauced meat are good dishes to accompany wine. Uncle Feng can't stop eating, but the stew is slower to serve.

Casserole is also very popular. It is cold this day, but the hot soup pot tastes delicious. The thinly sliced ​​meat is sandwiched, and it is smooth and translucent.

The fish was delicious and the soup was mellow, and Yang Mo couldn't help himself from picking up two more chopsticks.

Aunt Feng gave Yang Mo a flying dragon leg, and Yang Mo gnawed on it without any hesitation.

It can be said that this meal is a feast for the guests and the host, hearty and hearty.

But if you make too much, how much can three people eat, and the leftovers are just right for the pressure cooker.

After eating, Old Uncle Feng couldn't help feeling: "It's been so many years since I've had such a rich meal."

Aunt Feng also said: "If Jianguo is at home, he will definitely not have enough food left. I don't know how the child eats in the army."

Old Uncle Feng: "Don't worry about it, the country can't afford food."

Aunt Feng: "You old man is arguing, I know I can manage it, but there are so many people in the key team, what delicious food can you cook?"

Yang Mo comforted: "Auntie, brother Jianguo is a cadre, and the food is not bad, so don't worry."

At night, Yang Mo started kneading noodles again, adjusting fillings, and making dumplings.

It didn't feel so obvious when I was cooking, but when I started making dumplings, the gap immediately came out.

It just depends on Yang Mo's skillful movements of kneading the dough, pulling the jiaozi, and rolling the skin, all in one go.

Looking at making dumplings again, a dumpling is made in a blink of an eye, which is fast and beautiful.

The key is that Yang Mo gives the impression that he is not in a hurry, but his efficiency is frighteningly high.

Old Uncle Feng sighed secretly: Well, the girl has a lot of heart, and she knows she has made progress.

Aunt Feng wrapped it slowly while watching Yang Mo's performance.

At the end of the wrapping, the stuffing happened to be gone, and Yang Mo's grasp of the quantity was quite precise.

The three of them didn't pack too much, covered two curtains, and ate one meal in the evening and one meal in the morning on the first day of the new year.

After making the dumplings, they sat and chatted, and Yang Mo said that he wanted to repair the house.

Old Uncle Feng: "It's fine to repair it. Next summer, I'll find two people to take off the adobe, and it will be ready for use after the autumn harvest."

Yang Mo: "Uncle, I want to build stone houses instead of adobe houses."

Old Uncle Feng raised his head and looked at Yang Mo: "There must be cement in the stone house, that's not easy to handle."

Now in Dawanzi, cement is called cement, but also lime and cement.

"Uncle, I'll go back to the commune and the mine to see, I should be able to get it." Yang Mo thought that he had so many good things, it shouldn't be difficult to exchange them.

Old Uncle Feng frowned and said: "If there is cement, it will be easy to get. After the New Year, I will go with you to see the stone."

Yang Mo: "No, Uncle, just help me find someone when the time comes."

Old Uncle Feng still frowned, thought for a while and said, "Girl, how familiar are you with the mining area?"

Yang Mo was puzzled: "I can't say how familiar I am, I just know two people."

Old Uncle Feng: "There is a batch of waste bricks in the mining area. They are all green bricks. They are demolished from old houses. They are no worse than red bricks in terms of strength. If you know someone, you can get them to build a house."

Yang Mo was taken aback, she really didn't know about this, there was no old house over there.

"Is there an old house over there? Don't they use this brick?"

"The rest of the inspection station built last year were all pulled from the county and city. There are not many left, and it is not cost-effective to pull it back. If you add some stones, this brick is just right."

Yang Mo never dared to expect extravagant bricks. Hearing this now, his heart was filled with enthusiasm. These bricks must be obtained.